|"Morning Mist, Oklahoma Spring," 11 x 14 300 lb. d'Arches cold press paper|
Yet there was color and drama, perhaps increased by the enchantment of the mist in the distance. I didn't find anything specific, but in spite of the gray, cloudy day, in gray cloudy pandemic pandemonium, I wanted to paint the mist.
Thus today's watercolor, on the edge of a spring Oklahoma wheat field, before the rising sun burns off the magic of the mist.
Color? There is color where you find it, where you imagine it, because we need it.
Misty Magic, the largest I've painting in a while, and one I'm happy enough with to frame.
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